Summary: Henry wants to watch as Regina teaches Emma magic but they never let him. He takes matters into his own hands and spies on them; he's horrified at what he finds. One-Shot SwanQueen.

A quick story that popped into my head one day! Written in like twenty minutes so sorry for any spelling or grammar errors!

Practicing Magic

Morning time on the weekend in Storybrooke meant sleeping late and waking up to the smell of pancakes for Henry Mills. This morning was different though, because he was staying at Mary Margaret and David's apartment with his birth mother, Emma.

As much as he loved her, part of him missed the ritual Regina and himself had going for years. It never failed, at ten in the morning she would come into his room and gently rouse him from his deep slumber. It usually took him quite a while to completely wake up but when he did he stumbled into the kitchen where a plate full of pancakes greeted him.

Henry groggily opened his sleepy eyes, annoyed that he was being awoken by plates clanking together. Mary Margaret must be cleaning. That woman and cleaning were inseparable.

He groaned swinging his legs over the bed and descending slowly down the stairs. His suspicion of his 'grandmother' cleaning was confirmed.

"Henry! Good morning I hope I didn't wake you up." Mary Margaret smiled while continuing to wash the dishes in the sink.

"Good morning... and no you didn't wake me!" He lied. He didn't want to make the woman feel bad about waking him up as she often did.

Mary Margaret stopped cleaning dishes and pointed over to the fridge. "I have some frozen waffles or poptarts that you're welcome to!" She seemed a little disappointed with herself as she looked apologetically towards the young boy.

It didn't bother him that she wasn't going to cook like Regina had. Before he could go get his breakfast David and Emma walked into the apartment. They had gone out patrolling or something very early in the morning.

"Hey kid, finally decided to join the living?" Emma asked teasingly gesturing towards the clock. It was almost afternoon.

"Did you sleep well?" David clasp a hand on Henry's shoulder. "Are you ready to have another sword fighting battle?"

Henry grinned widely at that, training with his grandfather was another routine he looked forward too. He nodded eagerly. "Yeah! I'll go get dressed!"

The three adults smiled fondly at Henry while they watched him scurry up the stairs. Normally, Emma would be against Henry learning sword fighting because, really, when was he going to use it? As of late, though, she's learned that you never know when you're going to need that particular skill. Getting dragged into a portal to the Enchanted Forest taught her that.

She wanted Henry to have some sort of self-defense even though she desperately hoped he wouldn't need it.

Ten minutes later Henry bolted down the stairs and into the arms of David who tried to slow him. "Whoa there! You shouldn't run that fast you'll trip and fall!" He laughed along with David at the mental image of falling face first to the floor.

"Can we go yet? Emma are you coming too? What about you Mary Margaret? Oh, are we going to see Regina today too?" He was getting confused at who to call 'Mom' and whether or not he should call his grandparents by that title.

All adults smirked and chuckled softly at his impatient demeanor. A minute ago he was like a zombie half-asleep, now he was hyped up and ready to go.

"Nah kid, I'm actually going to Regina's house right now, she's insisted that I learn how to use my magic." Emma laughed nervously at the looks she received from her parents. "It's not a bad idea... I mean, if I'm going to have this power I might as well learn it, right?"

"It's a great idea! Can I come watch?!" Henry was very fascinated by the idea of seeing both his mothers attempting to get along while Regina showed Emma how to use magic. Then Henry remembered sword fighting, he looked at David.

David smiled at him and shook his head. "I don't think that you should Henry."

"It might be kind of dangerous since your mom doesn't really know what she's doing yet." Mary Margaret chimed in earning an annoyed glare from her daughter.

"Oh... okay." Henry couldn't hide the disappointment he felt. It would have been super fun to see Regina teaching Emma. It wouldn't be the first time they practiced together, they usually did a couple times a week, so he felt like Emma was probably better and more in control than everyone let on.

He never got to see them practicing magic. It was totally not fair.

"Maybe next time, kid." Emma ruffled his hair a bit before opening the front door. "I'll be back soon and don't go to overboard with sword fighting!"

Henry nodded but he wasn't making any promises. Besides, he sword fought with David every weekend, sometimes after school too, so what would be the harm in skipping out just this once? "I actually forgot that one of my friends wanted to hang out at the park today... is it okay if I go?"

David was slightly surprised and hurt. Usually Henry was ecstatic to bond over sword training; since it was the first time he's asked to do something else David guessed he would let him go. "Sure, buddy, we've got all next week too!"

"Awesome, thanks! I'll see you guys later today!" Henry said happily, then he smiled deviously when they had their backs turned.

He was determined that he was going to see Emma and Regina training with magic.

Henry made his way to the Mayor's house. He knew that that's where his mothers trained which he thought was a little odd since if Emma's magic got out of control it could mess something up in the house. His stricter mother would not appreciate that. He didn't understand why they didn't just go into the forest but whatever, this was easier for him.

Out of habit he went up to the front door about to open it when he realized he had to be sneaky about this. He heard a small thud come from inside the large house, the only room close enough to the door for him to hear that was the living room.

Conveniently there was a giant bay area window that he could spy through. As he made his way to the back of the house where said window was he tried to be as quiet as possible, he failed miserably; hopefully his mothers would think he was just an animal outside.

The window, lucky for him, wasn't covered by the blinds so he had a pretty clear view.

To his surprise, he couldn't see either of his mothers. The living room appeared to be completely empty. The couch was faced away from him but he didn't see his mothers sitting on it so maybe they were somewhere else?

'Strange. I could have sworn I heard the noise come from the living room...' A thought occurred to him. 'Maybe they transported themselves out? Then they could be anywhere though.'

Another strange noise came from the house, it sounded like a gasp, but Henry was confused as to why it still sounded like it was in the living room. He'd have to get a better look. He moved along the window and stood on his toes trying to see more clearly into the room.

Just as he moved he saw the top of his brunette mother's head rise from the couch very slightly and then dip back down.

'Is she sleeping?' He wondered as he tried to figure out why his mother would be sleeping at this hour. He saw her head again, this time a hand was tangled in her hair, Henry moved to get a better view.

Instantly he regretted it... he saw both his mother's tangled together on the couch making out passionately. He tore his eyes away from the scene and ran back to the apartment. Apparently, his mothers got along a lot better than he knew. He was scarred for life.

Is this what they did every time they 'practiced magic'?!